Oh Mallomars how I love thee
draped in chocolate, times three
pillowy soft marshmellow on a bed of sunny golden graham
so decadent, so sweet, it's like you really give a damn
if you posessed a vagina i'd marry you tomorrow
your quiet and lovable and never ask to borrow
a bright yellow box to whisk me away
I could love you to eternity, an eternity and a day
as i wash you down with ice cold milk
i can help but marvel, over your chocolate silk
i wish you were available all year round
but i understand why, you are so profound
Oh Mallomars how I love thee
if only i can plant you and grow a mallomar tree
The End.
2 comments:
creepy
That brought a tear to my eyes!
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